Global Reincarnation: Sorry, I’m the boss

“The last work is by Mr. Tang Niu, the head chef of the cow balls…?”

“It’s called char siu rice.”

“Okay.”

With a responsible attitude, Xue Jiayan carefully brushed her teeth, came to Chen Yu’s char siu rice, and took off a small spoonful.

Char siu melts in your mouth and is sweet to the heart.

The sweet rice and tender poached eggs seem to contain the joy of harvest.

Even the greens carry the original fragrance of the plant, which makes people refreshed.

A rich and sweet aroma that fills the mouth.

A simple and distant taste bursts in the mouth.

That is the charm of food that China has been exploring for thousands of years.

Sweetness is the simplest and most initial culinary experience for people, which contains a feeling of well-being.

As people migrate, ingredients, recipes and techniques also travel, evolve and regenerate in the vast space and time, forming a long and rich history.

But this core has never changed.

Don’t forget your original intention!

Unconsciously, the sadness in Xue Jiayan’s heart had disappeared without a trace.

The heart is filled with joy and happiness.

Whether in Chinese food or Chinese characters, the magical character for “taste” seems to be always full of infinite possibilities. The perception of “taste” both originates from and transcends diet. ”

“But, food, to give people a sense of happiness!”

“That’s the essence of food!”

“This… Is this really just a bowl of char siu rice? ”

“I don’t believe it!”

“I have eaten happiness!”

Xue Jiayan shouted.

“……”

Uncle Da and the others also ate a spoonful of Chen Yu’s char siu rice, and the depression in their hearts was swept away.

Then, I became depressed…

With their cooking level, they couldn’t see who Chen Yu and Stephen Zhou had a higher level.

I just know, it’s really delicious!

The head chef of his own family, making millions of dollars worth of food.

As a result, it was blown into slag by two bowls of char siu rice.

Even, there is no courage to compare.

Can only become a monotonous background board.

However, Tang Niu is obviously a boss, just like them.

Why, cooking is so delicious?

No, it’s not a concept of deliciousness anymore, it’s like magic!

A mantra that makes people happy!

“Can you only choose one champion of these two bowls of rice?”

“According to the rules of the game, yes.”

“Let’s vote!”

“It’s really delicious, and the eclipse soul rice gives me a feeling of Wen Qing, as if I think of a bitter first love.”

“So, you pick Stephen Zhou?”

“No, I choose Mr. Tang’s char siu rice.”

“Eating is a pleasant thing, and sad memories should not be thought of.”

“Yes, old man, I can finish a bowl of rice with taste, it is a kind of happiness.”

“Crying when you eat, then who can stand it.”

“You eat chili too.”

“That’s not sad, it’s essentially cool to be crying!”

“It’s just that I don’t feel good going to the toilet the next day.”

“……”

The jury discussed the char siu rice of Stephen Zhou and Chen Yu fiercely.

Gradually, Chen Yu’s evaluation began to prevail.

Stephen Zhou began to sit still.

He didn’t expect this situation at all.

He was on the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, watching the beauty of Danxia, hearing the supreme saint of the Taoist Sect, listening to the swan song of the ancient Yue, understanding the wonderful yin and yang, and gradually becoming enlightened.

Incorporate your emotions into your cooking.

I thought that there was no one in this world who could compare with my own cooking skills.

Regaining the title of “God of Food” is a hand-to-hand capture.

Unexpectedly, I could meet an opponent in the God of Eating Competition, who was also so compared.

While shocked, he was also a little unconvinced.

“Can I eat a spoonful of your char siu rice?”

Stephen Zhou hesitated and asked.

“Yes.”

Stephen Zhou was not polite, and scooped up a spoonful of char siu rice and put it in his mouth.

The sweetness of the food fills the taste buds and gives him a relaxed and comfortable feeling.

In an instant, sweet and happy memories kept flashing in Stephen Zhou’s mind.

All the pictures freeze and become a somewhat ugly woman.

He is a master of cooking and a person who truly knows the art of cooking.

The taste buds and perception are much more powerful than ordinary people.

In an instant, Stephen Zhou’s face turned sad and solemn.

In an instant, it changed from solemnity to blandness.

Finally, a hint of relief was revealed.

“Those who have lost their souls, but they are only goodbye.”

“Maybe I’m not qualified enough, but I still want to say something. The so-called ‘fate is determined by heaven, and the share is man-made.’ The edge is close and the edge is dispersed. It’s all about people, not circumstances. ”

Chen Yu said lightly.

“This sentence is often used by my senior brother to make nonsense, right?”

“It should be.”

“……”

This time, Stephen Zhou was silent for a long time.

“Thank you, you’re right.”

“As a chef, we want to give our guests the best experience and enjoy them physically and mentally.”

“Not, because of your own willfulness, you can influence others with your emotions.”

“This point, you do better than me.”

“So, you are the real god of food.”

Stephen Zhou smiled and applauded, seemingly a little relieved and a little happy.

With the confirmation of Stephen Zhou, the jury reached a consensus.

Xue Jiayan stood up and shouted loudly: “This year’s God of Eating is, Mr. Tang Niu Tang.” ”

The crowd applauded.

Chen Yu received the God of Eating Gold Medal in the hands of Xue Jiayan.

“Huh?”

A woman’s chuckle sounded, and it seemed to be slightly surprised.

The voice seems to come from outside the sky, and it seems to come from the side.

It’s more like coming from the hearts of everyone.

In the next moment, a vast beam of light fell from the sky.

It penetrates the zenith of the venue and shines in the center of the hall.

At the top of the sea of clouds, the sky wind rolls up, and the white clouds flow.

At the end of the beam, a figure of a woman in white appeared.

The woman sat cross-kneeled above the void, holding the bottle in her hand, bowing her head and smiling.

As if overlooking the world!

Avalokiteshvara!

Although they are far away, the Dharma of Guanyin comes to everyone’s minds.

It’s like transcending the concept of distance.

There was a sudden commotion inside and outside the venue.

“Shizune!”

Guanyin smiled, pulled out a willow branch from the jade bottle, took a drop of dew, and spilled it.

A flash of light.

The order inside and outside the venue became quiet again.

Everyone’s heart is full of peace and joy.

“Guanyin Bodhisattva manifestation?”

The Taoist priest was taken aback and stood up suddenly, trembling all over.

“Aren’t you going to cultivate immortals? Such a good opportunity, go with the Bodhisattva. ”

Vivi glanced at him.

“I am a Taoist priest, she is a bodhisattva, not a person all the way. Peers are wronged! What if she gets me in trouble? ”

The Taoist priest panicked.

“Do you deserve it?”

“…… It seems to be right too. ”

The Taoist priest was startled and sat back down.

If it’s really Avalokiteshvara.

His own master, even the first generation of heavenly masters, is not enough for others to fight, right?

That’s exciting.

“Can I say a word?”

Chen Yu thought about it and asked Xue Jiayan.

“Yes, please ask the new god of food to give a testimonial.”

Xue Jiayan hurriedly handed the microphone to Chen Yu, and ran off the stage without saying a word.

Although she also believes in Buddhism, she usually goes to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha.

But she felt that being noticed by the Bodhisattva at this time was not necessarily a good thing.

“God of Food, there is no God of Food. Or, everyone is a god of food. ”

“Mom and dad, grandparents, husbands and wives, as long as you work hard, everyone can be a god of food.”

“I am the God of Food, and Stephen Zhou is the God of Food. Even the Bodhisattva, you are. ”

After Chen Yu finished smiling, he turned off the microphone and put it beside him.

Hearing Chen Yu’s words, Guanyin obviously hesitated, seemingly, making a trade-off.

“Well said!”

“Wonderful!”

“Good!”

“So be it.”

“It’s a pity…”

“Providence so.”

Outside, there was a sound of rolling thunder, and the sound of several people talking seemed to be heard.

“Great goodness! What Mr. Tang said is very true! ”

“Good, good, good! Stephen Zhou, let it be like this in your life, and I will return to your place in the next life. ”

Guanyin glanced at the two seriously and said indifferently.

Without saying a word, her figure suddenly disappeared, seemingly escaping into the void.

The clouds are open, and the light is full of light.

Except for Chen Yu, Stephen Zhou, Vivi and Taoist priests.

The rest of the crowd were slightly in a trance in their eyes.

It was as if I had just walked down and nothing happened.